We set sail bright and early at 7am; the mornings are no longer the calm mill ponds of the Ionian, so far the Aegean has been trademarked by lumpy seas and erratic winds. We put a reef in the main and headed down the coast to Ermioni, as we passed the busy touristy town of Poros, a mass of Charter boats joined us heading south, worryingly in the same direction as us. The weather forecast was wrong, lots of swell and much stronger winds than forecast, so we put a second reef in the main and continued south. As you turn west from the town of Poros, the wind gusts off the mountains jumping without notice from 10 knots to 25 knots in a fraction of a second. To Mark’s delight we “battled” these gusts for the next 3 hours, him on the helm and me on the main sheet, continually adjusting as the gusts came in. I would have preferred a more constant wind, but at least he was happy. We were also happy to see the charter fleets sailing past as we turned into Ermioni.
We arrived at the village of Ermioni about 1.30pm, I gave Mark the pleasure of mooring here, as the wind was blowing at 25 knots on the beam (sneaky I know), that was not the easiest of moorings, especially as a charter boat was trying to sneak into the spot we were lining up for …. a few choice words were exchanged. The town quay is small, with only a few spaces for visiting yachts and we settled ourselves in and hoped the swell would ease by the evening, as the slosh slosh noise on the transom and loud squeaking caused by the constant pulling on the mooring lines would guarantee a disturbed night. On top oh this, the hammerhead is reserved for the quite large ferry, which makes a lot of wash as they arrive and turn you into bucking broncos as the swell hammers into the quay.
As it was past lunch-time we found a nearby restaurant right on the water front looking out into the bay, so with the afternoon “breeze” keeping us cool, we had the local dishes of Stuffed Peppers and Moussaka. On the south side of the bay is a pine-clad park with an inviting path running under the trees (a great place to run if we were stopping longer) and on the north is the local fishing harbour with a number of bars and restaurants in between looking out over the bay. Early evening we went exploring, Mark found a barbers, who did a professional job but they did cut his hair very very short. The town is full of tourists with the usual tat shops, it also had a lot of grocers and bakers, the Greeks really do like their cakes and biscuits. It is a pretty place but nothing special, we really have been spoiled by Greece.
Luckily the swell calmed down during the night giving us a restful sleep ready to start fresh the next day as we moved on to Astrous ….. or maybe we’ll change our minds and go somewhere else!!!